Title: Pon farr - A Logical Solution

Author: Odon

Pairing: Tuvok/Vorik

Rated: NC-17

Summary: A short piece by Odon.

Warning: homosexual references, disgraceful display of emotions, etc.

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Ensign Vorik could not believe his pointed ears.

"The act that you propose," he said, raising an eyebrow. "Is not logical."

"It is entirely logical Ensign," said Lieutenant Commander Tuvok, his own eyebrows flowing sensuously up and down like great hairy waves. "You are the only other Vulcan in 40, 000 light years."

Vorik’s eyebrows fluttered like butterfly wings as he tried desperately to think his way out of this predicament. He could see his superior’s eyes glowing red from the pon farr wraith. "May I suggest instead the solution I used to resolve the pon farr. Lieutenant Torres would, I’m sure, be glad to inflict a severe beating on your person. Her husband assures me that such activities can in fact be highly pleasurable."

Tuvok twitched a brow in rollicking hilarity over Vorik’s preposterously illogical suggestion. He reached into one of Neelix’s bowls and brought out a long, knobbly vegetable.

Vorik’s eyebrows shot up to the roof in extreme disconcertment.

"I suggest we start with the first stage of the process. The ‘leola root’." Tuvok’s eyebrows arched in sexual hunger and he uttered the words Vorik had most feared from his days at Starfleet Academy.

"Vorik, bend over."

THE END